"Donar's Oak" lyrics

Branches as high as a vigilant eye could see
Magic runes, once scratched into this tree
An old man sat down at this mighty oak
Every morning, day by day...
And he closed his eyes
While a gasp blew through its leaves...
And he began to speak...

Land er heilagt, er eg liggia sé
Ásum og álfum nær
Enn í Þrúðheimi scal þórr vera
Unz um riúfaz regin

Ýdalir heita, þar er Ullr hefir
Sér um görva sali
Álfheim Frey gáfu í árdaga
Tívar að tannfé

Roots as deep as the very depths of heart
Source for those who know what's still to come...
Man of wisdom and knowledge great
With hair as white as snow...
The young amongst them in a circle sat
And listened to his voice
While he began to speak...

Land er heilagt, er eg liggia sé
Ásum og álfum nær
Enn í Þrúðheimi skal þórr vera
Unz um riúfaz regin

Ýdalir heita, þar er Ullr hefir
Sér um görva sali
Álfheim Frey gáfu í árdaga
Tívar að tannfé